New firetruck for Rumsey on the way

Another week has gone with beautiful weather for the most part, we had a bit of snow on Friday evening, but otherwise the clothes are still drying on the line. That is so unusual for this time of year and I’m not whining.

The Nelson family has some sad news to share with the community: their matriarch, Abby McNaughton, passed away on November 6. She was a wonderful lady to visit with and enjoyed many different activities in Rumsey and surrounding communities. She will be missed. A memorial service will be held at the Rumsey Community Hall on Thursday, Nov. 19 starting at 11 a.m.

If you didn’t get a chance to read through the Starland news, you might not have discovered that Rumsey will be getting a new firetruck soon, so that will help the volunteers the next time they are called out. The Starland crew was in town recently to remove the old swing set and odds and ends out of the downtown playground. There were many children over the years who enjoyed playing in town when their parents stopped for the mail. Hopefully, the county will find a replacement for future generations.

Laverne Bremer called to let me know that Al and Eleanor Bremer would be celebrating their 60th wedding anniversary at the Morrin Hall on Dec. 5 from 1 to 4 p.m. and would like to welcome the community to join in on the fun.

The Morrin Figure Skating Club’s fundraiser is fast approaching. On Saturday, Nov. 28, they will be hosting a Spuds & Sundaes Dinner plus local talent night at the Morrin Community Hall. Doors open at 5 p.m. with dinner to start at 5:30 and show to start at 7 p.m. Tickets are available from any club member, you can contact Jill Holowath at 403-368-3733 for more information.

Now to add to your week, here is my giggle for the day:

A man comes back home at 3 a.m., drunk as a skunk. He hears the cuckoo clock cuckoo three times. Quickly coming up with a plan, he cuckooes nine more times, hoping his wife would think it was midnight. He is very proud of himself.

The next day, his wife asks what time he got home, and he replies, “Midnight, just like I said.”

She says that was good, but that they need a new cuckoo clock. When the man asks why, she answers:

“Last night when it cuckooed midnight, it cuckooed three times, said ‘Shit!,’ cuckooed four more times, farted, cuckooed three times, cleared its throat, cuckooed two more times and then started giggling.”